One of those cool little moments

I put up two plastic hooks in my shower. It wasn’t the technical feat (you just peel off the plastic and stick ’em to the tile) it was what it symbolized. I started running about a year and a half ago. At the time I looked more like someone mid-seizure than anything else, but I persevered. As my distance improved I started buying proper running gear (Converse sneakers, gray flannel track suit and a black wool cap worked for Rocky, but I wanted to be stylin’) and found that at the end of each run I had a lot of sweaty, stinky, expensive running gear to put somewhere. First stop is the shower where they get a rinse, wring and hung to dry before moving on to the laundry. Now that I’m also going to the gym the amount of sweaty, stinky, expensive running and workout gear is multiplying and with it the need for a place to hang it, hence the hooks. Summiting Mt. Everest it’s not, but I felt a momentary twinge of satisfaction as I stood back to admire my accomplishment.

I really need to get out more.

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